Between the cobble stones

February 10, 2019 by joachim

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The star of my collection
Semantically displaced
Tactfully arranged by the elements
Reference to infinity, sort of
We cringe when we see orange, nowadays. There is just too much of it
Reference to a barfight, but artistically displaced
A unit of transportation
Bottle cap and stick. Could be the title of a book
The hexnut reminds us that not all is said and done
Doll barely escaped noose
A solid green deal
A washer, lost
My star has been caught
Leaf keeps distance from orange
Gold bottle cap
Snail or something uninhabitable
Fuck-the-shelf independence movement

This has been the fruit of 15 minutes spent with my camera in front of the Jubilee Supermarket, “The Friendliest Supermarket in the Neigborhood.” I stopped taking pictures not because I ran out of material, but because my fingers turned to ice.

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